A bright Morning for a funny strange on the Horse and the Tank of what is a language,
any surround invites expression by design to express the vernacular that pumps to a pole,
the fact that people are unable to feel the free to Train for any Station goes to any stand in line.
Be brave to that wonder as the patience is brain,
each and every shore is nigh Sand to the score,
to Media deal the Course is of Stadium,
but the Olive in curl is the Ivy be told!!
Life brings a given to the Pen and the papyrus Dust jackets with Coach,
to that is the shoulder of desire to the being of a Type that is the Writer to blank??,
nigh the Hour of the Tide on the Chart??,
minute to tunnel the echo is Readers Digest??,
as the Trump of the Card Games set the Endgames Chess??,
what should the Tunk speak on Poker gone Face??,
is the Ace to the Jack King on the Spades,
is the full house to the Clubs banking the to's??,
trunk with the Pan and lids Crown Kneeing Fare,
Fox Chase to the goose to Duck buy the Spout??,
or is the grout of Construction to the National Media empty on dial To flush on the Drain??.
Perhaps the Country will Scene to the Cry,
a perfect relief to the Wars of the shade,
in the cuddle of comfort to the attentive Design,
why would the Angle say to Method not Pole.
Up towards the Flag is the Direction that Tell,
for the locale beef cakes just answer some clock,
that is the conversation that discusses the school,
as the American Flag is frayed down the Steep,
so why does the Fire Department not Educate the smalls Once upon a doing that remembers the Track,
should the Poet Tree ankle to the guard of the Cause,
does the learn and the Walk tribe to Operation gone Strongs!!
A Concordance to in cycle pedestrian starts at the skids??,
does the Men of the Means just bank to the Harp??,
or is in the string a Kite to that Flag,
now that the Press a dent is Character to stag.
Even the Deer go to More's as the roads and The rules,
is the radio on lyricists or shaking the spree,
information to the Tact is important to broom,
but what if the Rake said the shovel is Muck.
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